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Murphy leaned over to kiss along Amelia’s bare neck. His cock was so fucking hard right now. Sitting in the damn theatre seats was torture. He inhaled her perfume and closed his eyes. “You smell incredible.”
She leaned into him as Brody caressed her knee and thigh. Seeing her in the glamorous dress made him feel wild and possessive. Ricky was leaning forward, as he sat behind her and rubbed his thumb back and forth against her neck.
Murphy stared down at the cleavage of the dress. It dipped so damn low, he wondered if the designer made a mistake. It appeared as if her breasts would emerge with the wrong move. “I love this dress, baby, but not all the looks you’re getting. You look hot.”
She reached up and cupped his cheek.
“I wore this for you and your brothers. Do you think that Waylon will like it?”
“He’ll love it,” Brody stated.
They watched a few other small fighting matches and then it was Waylon’s turn.
As soon as the announcer indicated that it was next, Amelia began to shake.
“Hey, are you okay?” Brody asked her.
“Yes. Just nervous. God, I’m so nervous that I’m shaking,” she admitted.
Brody smiled and Murphy patted her knee.
“He’ll do fine.
He wants this and he’s worked hard,” Murphy said.
They all cheered when Waylon’s name was announced, and his heavyweight championship record. Then there was Jerry O’Connor. The crowd cheered, and then the fight began.
Amelia sat forward in her seat. She watched as if she understood every move and every aspect of boxing. Murphy wasn’t surprised at all. They had learned so much about her in the last two months, and they were all impressed.
It was an exciting match. Murphy was on the edge of his seat and Amelia kept grabbing onto his arm, cheering on Waylon and screaming his name. His heart pounded inside of his chest, as he saw the love, the true support and commitment she had toward Waylon and his boxing profession. After everything she had gone through, she put aside her fears, her bad memories of the past, and put Waylon and them first. This was what true love was all about, and nothing could destroy that.
She jumped up along with the rest of the crowd and so did Murphy. He watched as Waylon took a shot to the chin, stumbled backward, and then nearly got his feet swept out from underneath him as O’Connor was notorious for. Next came the cheap shot, but Waylon was ahead of him. He ducked. He sidestepped then came back with a vicious right hook to O’Connor’s jaw.
“Keep it up, Waylon. Hit him again. You got him!” Amelia yelled out. “Come on, Sniper, do this. Finish him!” Ricky yelled from behind Amelia.
The crowd was going wild, screaming Waylon’s name. O’Connor got pissed and took a few counter shots at Waylon, but Waylon saw them coming. They were going hit for hit. One punch after the next, and countering right hooks, jabs, left hooks, and jabs. It went on and on, and then Waylon took a hit to his cheek as he threw an upper cut to O’Connor’s jaw, and that was it. O’Connor fell backward, landing on the ring floor with a thump. Waylon shook his head, kept boxing around as the bell rang. The ref raised his hand signaling that he was the winner and the crowd cheered.
Amelia and Brody hugged one another, and then she hugged Murphy. Ricky was smacking Murphy on the shoulders yelling and cheering for their brother.
“And the winner, by knockout, the new heavyweight champion, Waylon ‘Sniper’ Haas!” the announcer declared over the microphone, his words as loud as the crowd’s cheers.
* * * *
It was such an amazing boxing match. Amelia felt the rush and the pride for Waylon’s success after such hard work. She couldn’t wait to see him and hold him.
The men escorted them out of the arena. It had taken some time, but Waylon was being interviewed by media and bombarded with excited fans. This was going to be a new and exciting stage in Waylon’s life. She smiled to herself. She was so proud of him.
She felt the arms around her waist from behind and Ricky kissing her neck.
“That was amazing. Are you okay?”
She reached up and caressed the palm of her hand against his cheek.
“Very okay.” She smiled and he turned his face to kiss her hand.
She looked at Murphy and Brody who flanked her on either side. They were like her personal bodyguards and she couldn’t wait to celebrate with them upstairs. But as they headed toward the doors that led to the locker rooms after showing their passes, she realized it was going to be a long night. There were loads of people waiting to see Waylon. This was his time, his moment of success, and she was overwhelmed with emotions of pride and love for him. He’d achieved his dream. He was going to be a huge success.
It took a bit of time before they could see Waylon and then some security came down the hallway where they all waited.
